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		<title>Saved By The Spoon</title>
		<link>http://written-whispers.com/blog/2010/12/15/saved-by-the-spoon/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Dec 2010 05:19:57 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Spirit</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Misc. Creative Writing]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p><img class="alignleft size-full wp-image-2232" title="spoom" src="http://written-whispers.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/bath-salt-in-a-spoon-thumb8415007.jpg" alt="" width="182" height="252" />When the world is sick<br />
and cough syrup tastes foul</p>
<p>I wonder</p>
<p>What happened to the days<br />
when we believed in Mary Poppins<br />
and a spoonful of sugar<br />
could save us all&#8230; <a href="http://written-whispers.com/blog/2010/12/15/saved-by-the-spoon/" class="read_more"><strong>Read the rest of this post?</strong></a></p>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><img class="alignleft size-full wp-image-2232" title="spoom" src="http://written-whispers.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/bath-salt-in-a-spoon-thumb8415007.jpg" alt="" width="182" height="252" />When the world is sick<br />
and cough syrup tastes foul</p>
<p>I wonder</p>
<p>What happened to the days<br />
when we believed in Mary Poppins<br />
and a spoonful of sugar<br />
could save us all</p>
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		<title>Laugh Like I Sneeze</title>
		<link>http://written-whispers.com/blog/2010/12/14/laugh-like-i-sneeze/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Dec 2010 09:18:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Spirit</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Life Babble]]></category>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>Sometimes I forget to laugh. Someday I&#8217;m going to stop doing that- the forgetting, not the laughing.</p>
<p>Speaking of laughter, it&#8217;s a funny thing, when a smile breaks out over my face it scares me sometimes. It&#8217;s the unexpectedness of it. Not like when someone tells a joke and I chuckle and make some sly remark back for sake of a response. No, it&#8217;s different. Usually erupting from something I&#8217;ve read rather than a conversation.</p>
<p><img class="alignleft size-full wp-image-2228" title="laughter" src="http://written-whispers.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/melonrival.jpg" alt="" width="294" height="278" />It bursts out of me in a weird way, unfolding and rolling over my lips as they curl upwards feeling so unfamiliar and awesome at the same time.</p>
<p>There were moments in my not long enough ago past when I would smile without knowing it and someone would point it out. In those moments I would stop right away. Try to think about what caused my body language to betray my heart that felt so &#8230; <a href="http://written-whispers.com/blog/2010/12/14/laugh-like-i-sneeze/" class="read_more"><strong>Read the rest of this post?</strong></a></p>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sometimes I forget to laugh. Someday I&#8217;m going to stop doing that- the forgetting, not the laughing.</p>
<p>Speaking of laughter, it&#8217;s a funny thing, when a smile breaks out over my face it scares me sometimes. It&#8217;s the unexpectedness of it. Not like when someone tells a joke and I chuckle and make some sly remark back for sake of a response. No, it&#8217;s different. Usually erupting from something I&#8217;ve read rather than a conversation.</p>
<p><img class="alignleft size-full wp-image-2228" title="laughter" src="http://written-whispers.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/melonrival.jpg" alt="" width="294" height="278" />It bursts out of me in a weird way, unfolding and rolling over my lips as they curl upwards feeling so unfamiliar and awesome at the same time.</p>
<p>There were moments in my not long enough ago past when I would smile without knowing it and someone would point it out. In those moments I would stop right away. Try to think about what caused my body language to betray my heart that felt so wretched; like a burnt fruit, rained upon and rotting.</p>
<p>Trust that imagery. Nothing else comes close in my mind.</p>
<p>It&#8217;s slow but I&#8217;m healing from those times. Smiles and laughter startling me at different turns and in a way I&#8217;m almost glad I&#8217;m not used to it- this marvelous reaction that hits me in such a way I might as well have sneezed. I&#8217;m glad because if this burst of happy came to me a naturally as anything else I don&#8217;t think I could enjoy it as much, don&#8217;t think I could try to catch it&#8217;s footprints with my words, or work so consciously to share it with the world.</p>
<p>Laugh a little for me, laugh a lot for yourself, and donate your secret smiles to children who don&#8217;t know how yet. It&#8217;s a great way to heal the world.</p>
<p>[On an unrelated note, I five to sneeze seven times in a row without fail everyday.]</p>
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		<title>Carousel Thoughts</title>
		<link>http://written-whispers.com/blog/2010/12/14/carousel-thoughts/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 14 Dec 2010 07:32:15 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Spirit</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Life Babble]]></category>
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		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://written-whispers.com/blog/?p=2223</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[<p><img class="alignleft size-full wp-image-2224" title="snapshot20080219181906" src="http://written-whispers.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/snapshot20080219181906.jpg" alt="" width="252" height="320" />Stealing my gravity<br />
in sunlit memories<br />
that echo through the snowstorm<br />
like veggies in my soup.&#8230; <a href="http://written-whispers.com/blog/2010/12/14/carousel-thoughts/" class="read_more"><strong>Read the rest of this post?</strong></a></p>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><img class="alignleft size-full wp-image-2224" title="snapshot20080219181906" src="http://written-whispers.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/12/snapshot20080219181906.jpg" alt="" width="252" height="320" />Stealing my gravity<br />
in sunlit memories<br />
that echo through the snowstorm<br />
like veggies in my soup.</p>
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		<title>Ode to Le Mental Odur&#8217;</title>
		<link>http://written-whispers.com/blog/2010/10/19/ode-to-le-mental-odur/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 19 Oct 2010 06:27:02 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Spirit</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p>Dearest dark creatures who haunt my mind and wiggle their way into my stories,</p>
<p>I wrote you purty poem. Enjoy, you foul fragments.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Ode to Le Mental Odur&#8217;</strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">There you stand with sword at my throat<br />
offering mental health should my inspiration elope.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>&#8220;I&#8217;ll think about it but&#8230;&#8221;</em></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Instead to you I&#8217;ll blow a kiss<br />
as I stand firm and sing you this:</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>&#8220;It sucks but&#8230;&#8221;</em></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Rhyme<br />
and rhyme<br />
and rhyme again.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Through my words<br />
I&#8217;ll shred your skin.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>&#8220;Because&#8230;&#8221;</em></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">There you stand with sword at my throat</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>&#8220;&#8230;but all I can do is giggle&#8230;&#8221;</em></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Because it&#8217;s your end I&#8217;ve wrote.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>&#8220;Hahahaha&#8230;&#8221;</em></p>
<p>I am <em>so</em> weird. Don&#8217;t even ask where this came from.&#8230; <a href="http://written-whispers.com/blog/2010/10/19/ode-to-le-mental-odur/" class="read_more"><strong>Read the rest of this post?</strong></a></p>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dearest dark creatures who haunt my mind and wiggle their way into my stories,</p>
<p>I wrote you purty poem. Enjoy, you foul fragments.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Ode to Le Mental Odur&#8217;</strong></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">There you stand with sword at my throat<br />
offering mental health should my inspiration elope.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>&#8220;I&#8217;ll think about it but&#8230;&#8221;</em></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Instead to you I&#8217;ll blow a kiss<br />
as I stand firm and sing you this:</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>&#8220;It sucks but&#8230;&#8221;</em></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Rhyme<br />
and rhyme<br />
and rhyme again.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Through my words<br />
I&#8217;ll shred your skin.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>&#8220;Because&#8230;&#8221;</em></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">There you stand with sword at my throat</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>&#8220;&#8230;but all I can do is giggle&#8230;&#8221;</em></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">Because it&#8217;s your end I&#8217;ve wrote.</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><em>&#8220;Hahahaha&#8230;&#8221;</em></p>
<p>I am <em>so</em> weird. Don&#8217;t even ask where this came from.</p>
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		<title>Pudding Cookies For The Win!</title>
		<link>http://written-whispers.com/blog/2010/07/29/pudding-cookies-for-the-win/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Jul 2010 03:09:21 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Spirit</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[<p><img class="alignleft size-full wp-image-2151" title="cookies!" src="http://written-whispers.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/anime_friends-3.jpg" alt="" width="236" height="363" />Guess what I did today!</p>
<p>I made No-Bake <em>Pudding</em> Cookies.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m always a little cautious when it comes to desserts because while I&#8217;ve proven to be a decent cook, despite my once upon a time denials, sweets never really come out as I intend them. Cake, sweet bread, cookies, muffins. Zip. I suck. No matter how much I measure they come out too dry, too runny, so some how- I always miss that bit of eggshell.</p>
<p>It never fails.</p>
<p>But this time, this was gorgeous. I decided last night that I wanted to make something for my Hubby since he&#8217;d be working and I&#8217;d be home for once (I&#8217;m technically sick but not in the contagious sort of way.) so I looked around on one of my <a href="http://allrecipes.com/Default.aspx" target="_blank">favorite recipe sites</a> for something fairly easy to make and procure since we haven&#8217;t been grocery shopping in awhile&#8230;</p>
<p>And then I came &#8230; <a href="http://written-whispers.com/blog/2010/07/29/pudding-cookies-for-the-win/" class="read_more"><strong>Read the rest of this post?</strong></a></p>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><img class="alignleft size-full wp-image-2151" title="cookies!" src="http://written-whispers.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/anime_friends-3.jpg" alt="" width="236" height="363" />Guess what I did today!</p>
<p>I made No-Bake <em>Pudding</em> Cookies.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m always a little cautious when it comes to desserts because while I&#8217;ve proven to be a decent cook, despite my once upon a time denials, sweets never really come out as I intend them. Cake, sweet bread, cookies, muffins. Zip. I suck. No matter how much I measure they come out too dry, too runny, so some how- I always miss that bit of eggshell.</p>
<p>It never fails.</p>
<p>But this time, this was gorgeous. I decided last night that I wanted to make something for my Hubby since he&#8217;d be working and I&#8217;d be home for once (I&#8217;m technically sick but not in the contagious sort of way.) so I looked around on one of my <a href="http://allrecipes.com/Default.aspx" target="_blank">favorite recipe sites</a> for something fairly easy to make and procure since we haven&#8217;t been grocery shopping in awhile&#8230;</p>
<p>And then I came across No-Bake Cookies. Sounded like a good idea, I&#8217;m not really into them. I usually find them too dry or too sweet so I looked around until I found one that seemed to suit my lack of proper ingredients and then I came across it: No-Bake <em>Pudding</em> Cookies!</p>
<p>After reading the reviews and playing around a bit I came up with this alternative to <a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Easy-No-Bake-Cookies/Detail.aspx" target="_blank">the original</a> recipe:</p>
<p>Ingredients:</p>
<ol>
<li>1 cup of sugar</li>
<li>1 stick of butter</li>
<li>3/4 cup milk</li>
<li>1 package instant pudding mix (3.9 ounces / any flavor)</li>
<li>3 and 1/2 quick cooking oats</li>
<li>1/2 teaspoon vanilla extract</li>
</ol>
<p>Directions:</p>
<ol>
<li>Mix butter, milk, and sugar in a pot and bring to a boil for 3 minutes.<br />
[I had mine on simmer till the butter started to melt so I wouldn't burn it or the sugar.]</li>
<li>Turn off heat. Move off burner. Let cool just a moment.</li>
<li>Grab room temperature bowl and mix: instant pudding mix, quick cooking oats, vanilla extract, and boiled mixture.</li>
<li>Stir and mush together till it looks edible.</li>
<li>Place large spoonfuls on a flat non-stick pan (or wax paper).<br />
[Press each clump while still warm to prevent later crumbling.]</li>
<li>To eat quickly place pan in the freezer for ten minutes</li>
</ol>
<p>Note on flavors:</p>
<ol>
<li>Tried: Chocolate pudding mix came out a little bitter. You may want to add a little more sugar.</li>
<li>Tried: Lemon and banana seemed to come out the best and can be made with even less sugar.</li>
<li>Heard: Butterscotch remains very sticky.</li>
<li>Seen: Pistachio comes out green&#8230;</li>
</ol>
<p>Great for people allergic to wheat, eggs, nuts, and soy. The site says it makes a lot more than it does- I got maybe 10-12 cookies out of each batch I did today though maybe I just like really big cookies&#8230; :)</p>
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